After years of working under a nightmarish and nasty old man, the office gods finally rewarded me with a promotion and a new boss, Jake.

His smile immediately put me at ease — and turned me on. I swear I tried to remind myself that it’s never smart to spend the day fantasizing about your boss! That said, you can’t dangle a hot piece of man candy before my eyes day after day and expect me not to notice. I thought he’d been checking me out, too, and recently our relationship completely changed for the better.

After a very busy morning I ordered Jake’s lunch, then went to his office to plan the rest of our day. He motioned for me to stand beside him to look at something on the computer screen. As I reached to grab a pen to make a note, my elbow connected with an open soda can, sending the contents directly onto the crotch of Jake’s pants. Shocked and mortified, my first instinct was to sink to my knees and blot at the damp material, muttering apologies for my clumsiness.

I frantically wiped at the fabric, my hands rubbing along his zipper where most of the soda had landed. Jake grunted, his hips shifting in the chair. He cleared his throat and caught my wrist in his hand. “Please,” he said, gently placing my hand on the chair’s armrest as he stood.

My body hadn’t quite caught up with my brain, and my knees remained planted to the floor. Now I was eye level with Jake’s crotch and his tented suit pants were pointing right at me.

I licked my lips, my mind racing as I considered the scene before me. I’d fantasized about a moment like this a thousand times since Jake became my boss. The opportunity was there; I just had to take it.

Finding my voice, I whispered, “I’m your assistant. Let me assist you.”

I found my footing and stood before him. I fumbled with the button on his waistband, my fingers trembling as I tugged open his zipper. The pants fell to the floor, revealing black boxer briefs that strained to contain what appeared to be a massive erection. I pulled at his underwear, biting my lip as Jake’s thick cock came into view. Getting myself comfortable, I sat in his chair, then leaned forward and flicked out my tongue to take a taste of him.

“I took all he had to give, relishing every burst of cream and every exclamation.”

A hiss from Jake told me he liked where this was going, so I continued to lick the base of his shaft before sliding to the crown. My tongue traveled along the sensitive underside of his dick, and I lapped up and down his length until he groaned loudly. I was rewarded with a shiny bead of pre-come that appeared at his cockhead. I scooped it up, savoring his salty taste.

I wrapped my fingers around him at his root, marveling at how his girth made it impossible to close my hand completely. His skin was silky-soft against my palm, and I loved the way his breath hitched with every stroke I delivered.

Clutching him snugly, I spiraled my fist up and down his shaft. My eyes stayed trained on his, determined to take in every reaction, no matter how slight. I wanted to pull every last drop of pleasure from him, but stroking his cock wasn’t enough. Not for me. I needed more. I wanted to feel his shaft sliding along my tongue — to taste every element of his arousal.

I planted a soft kiss on the tip of his dick before opening my mouth and welcoming him inside. My jaw relaxed as I eased him down my throat.

Jake’s hand cradled the back of my head as I found a rhythm he liked. I could tell he was aching to take over, to drive hard and deep until he fell over the edge. I wasn’t going to let that happen. After months of longing, I wanted to savor him.

I pulled back and took a shaky breath before running my tongue along his length once again. I kept licking and sucking, treating his dick like a decadent ice pop that satisfied my most sinful cravings. He gasped and thrust forward, his fingers threading into my hair as he quickly lost control.

I reached beneath him, cupping his balls as I stroked my thumb over the sensitive skin of his sac. I swallowed his shaft as deeply as I could. Jake thrust hard again, his fingers digging into my scalp as he shot his hot come across my tongue. I took all he had to give, relishing every burst of cream and every exclamation of bliss.

Stroking Jake’s thighs, I slowly slid his dick from my mouth. I took a couple of breaths, trying to regain my composure. I was desperate for my own release. My cunt throbbed as I struggled to stand.

Jake reached out to help me, and I took his hand in mine. After pulling me up, he immediately set to work on the buttons of my shirt. He quickly revealed my breasts, which were barely contained by a silky, cream-colored bra.

I held his head close to my chest as Jake nibbled and kissed his way along the delicate lace trim of my lingerie. Heat spread across my torso as his hands caressed the waistband of my skirt, tugging my shirt free and tossing it over his shoulder.

When he realized that my nipples were visible through the filmy material, his mouth closed around one. His tongue swirled around the stiff bud before taking a little bite and making me squeal. He was toying with me, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I gripped at his shirt, pulling him closer to me as I desperately rubbed my pussy against his leg. He lifted me, placing my ass on the desk and easing me onto my back.

Jake pushed apart my thighs, sending fiery sensations straight to my core. His large hands slid up my legs, raising the hem of my skirt. I wiggled my ass against the cool surface of the desk, desperately trying to force the garment higher.

Jake laughed, sending a burst of hot air across my chest. “The more you move, the longer I’ll take.” He reached around my back to unclasp my bra and free my breasts. After dropping my bra on the floor he took an infuriating step back, grinning as he took in the sight of me spread out before him.

Two could play at this game. I met Jake’s stare and popped my finger into my mouth, sucking hard. His breath came out in a rough hiss. Emboldened by his arousal, I slid my finger inside my thong to massage my clit.

Jake reached out and took the offending hand in his. “That’s my job.”

I smiled. “Well, my job is to assist you, and that’s what I’m doing.”

He reached across me and grabbed something from the pencil jar, and then I heard two quick snips. As I felt the strings of my thong give way, I realized that he’d snagged a pair of scissors and cut me out of my underwear.

“I am going to have a really hard time getting work done today, knowing you’re sitting outside my office with no panties.”

I gasped, desperate for his touch.

His mouth finally claimed me, his tongue swirling along the seam of my sex. The warm, wet heat he inspired had my back arching off the desk. His tongue trailed a path from my ass to my clit. Up and down, up and down. I shuddered as my body strained to absorb every sensation.

When his lips locked over my clit, I moaned. I rocked my hips against his mouth, craving more delicious friction. His tongue performed an erotic dance across my sensitive bud, making it impossible to think, let alone speak. Every extremity pulsed with electricity. Every flick of his tongue felt like it would be my ruin.

Pleasure mingled deliciously with the painful urgency of my arousal. Even my wildest fantasies didn’t do Jake justice. I didn’t know how much more I could take. And then he added his fingers to the mix.

My hips bucked upward as a finger slipped between my wet folds, plunging deep inside me. His digit crooked upward, stroking me into a frenzy. I was breathless as he massaged that special spot that’s eluded so many other men in the past.

Heat spread across my body, and my pussy twitched. A groan slipped past my parted lips, and I clasped my hand over my mouth to contain the sound. My other hand slid to my breast, giving the nipple a squeeze before rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. A jolt of ecstasy shot straight to my pussy. I bit back another moan and rolled my hips harder against Jake’s fingers.

Light little tickles danced across my stomach, and my eyes fluttered open. A devilish grin spread across Jake’s face. He puffed a breath against my pussy. The sudden coolness made my body shudder and intensified the aching need inside me that wouldn’t quit. He winked, throwing my legs over his shoulders before his head disappeared between my thighs.

My clit pulsed as his tongue swirled over it, sending my body into a state of sheer bliss. My fingers flexed, searching for something to hold on to as every nerve in my body sizzled, sending sparks of electricity straight to my core.

Another moan ripped through me. Fireworks exploded before my eyes as an insistent pressure built below. All of my muscles tensed. I slid both hands to my breasts, holding them as though they were a life raft while a storm brewed within me.

Jake pulled my clit between his lips. He hummed against the swollen button, pushing me to the edge. My orgasm rushed over me like a tidal wave. Satisfaction came in quick bursts, each more powerful than the last. Every time I thought I would fall back to earth, another explosion tore through me. Never before had I experienced such intense pleasure.

As I recovered my body continued to quake. Jake pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh before gently tugging my skirt back into place. He pulled me into his arms, folding me into an intimate embrace and planting a kiss on my forehead.

“I’ve wanted to do that for months,” he whispered against my hair.

The admission surprised me, and I had to smile. “I wish I’d known that sooner,” I said. “I’ve wasted a lot of days wondering if you were attracted to me, when we could have been fucking instead.”

“Come home with me tonight, and I’ll make it up to you,” he promised.

And he did. Over and over again.

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